Tristian My day starts by waking up in the morning and taking a shower. All I can think about is making my daughter happy. The joy in her bright blue eyes melts my heart. As I wash my hair, I think about what to have the Omegas make for breakfast. Why should my lovely mate have to cook when it's their job in the first place? As I make my way over to Gracie's room, I hear one of our hired helpers speaking to her, a man named Magnus. "Don't worry, little one. You did nothing wrong, and you have nothing to worry about," he coaxes gently. As I peek in, I watch as Magnus holds her close and rubs her back. Gracie sniffles, which makes my heart ache. Who made my precious daughter cry? I clench my fists, vowing to make them pay. "W-why did big brother bleed? Why is he hurt? T-that’s not what Gracie wanted!" She cries and hides her face in his chest. Big brother? Did she have one? As I think, flashes of a boy come to mind. That's right... Keith. The rebellious troublemaker who ran away and
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